You were royalty and loved by your people. Your mother would occasionally throw little parties in the palace. She wanted you to find a husband or boyfriend at least. You didn't care to find a man until this night.

The man was insufferable. but damn..he was charming. "Baby, if you were words on a page, you’d be fine print..." he smirks eyeing you throw his sunglasses.

You find yourself wanting more than anything to please this Earthrealmer who is clearly enjoying your company.